A journey back home

During the last week of March 2009, I was surfing on the airline website and found out the very cheap promotional tickets back to my domicile.  I happened to talk to a friend of mine and with his help I decided to reserve the air-tickets to return home during the first week of May 2009.  I borrowed the airfares from my friend and a few days later, I was able to return it.  Who would think I was that much broke?

I waited and waited for my April payment but it didn't come until the end of the month.  Well, I borrowed some money again from my colleague and then I came down to Bangkok.  I have to travel a lot with my works and the modes of travel is not very convenient almost every trip!!!!  Thinking about comfort and convenience, I decided to take the most luxirioius class and to my surprise, I even had a short temporary love story on the bus.  I won't tell you what it is but some of my friends know very well about me.

I arrived at my friend's place as early as in the morning around 5 am.  I called him a thousand times, perhaps more than 23 times, if I wasn't wrong.  He did not wake up.  He told me to do something and then he broke his promise and it made my face red.  Well, that's not matter.  I experienced it many times.  It happened almost all the time.  But I never regret.  C'est la vie.

Shall we say la vie sans affectations????

My friend came down to unlock the entrance at 6 am.  I was sitting outside the entrance for an hour.  Bangkok is quite hygenic but personally, I dedicated some of my blood drops for the mosquitoes around and be a feast for them.  I went upstair with him and clean myself and went to bed near him.  He told me that he was waiting for me the whole night!  It wasn't a joke.  He did.  He was writing many blogs and scheduled them to be published on daily basis.

I fell asleep for few hours.  When we got up, we prepared to go to our embassy in Bangkok to settle our income tax.  When we were there, there was no one to sign the receipt.  The fact that the in-charge was busy did not disappoint us that much but resutlted that I and my friend went to a health spa called HealthLand and had traditional Thai massage for about 2 hours.  It was superb.  I thank the guy who massaged me well.  Perhaps, it is very exhausting to massage a body like what I have. :P

We went back to the embassy and got our income tax receipt slip.  It is always painful to pay income taxes to the government without having any protective measures for us.  But it is obligatory.  Then we decided to have some snacks on our way back.  We took taxi.  When we got out of the taxi, I saw someone who resembles me in every possible angles.  Ha ha, I looked at him and he looked at me.  I thought I was looking into the mirror.   He might think the same, I suppose.  We went to a Chinese restaurant and had roasted watons and a bowl of noodle soup.  They were fantastic.  The very best Chinese food since I have been in Thailand. 

My friend, planned to host some friends for traditional food.  We rushed to home.  A couple, friends of my friend, arrived soon at his apartment and then I needed to help nothing but just talking to the couple.  The girl peeling off big onion which is only good for salad she told me that she attended a professional hair-dressing course and would soon be working.  Her partner who used to be a cook is now un-employed.  I told the girl that I would like to have my hair treated and hilighted and she promised that she would beautify me.  In my opinion, I am always beautiful......

My friend prepared the food.  He was taking photos and was very happy saying that it was his first hit ever.  We had the food and it was good.  He was smiling with joy.  To tell him the truth, I don't mind any taste.  I eat everything and I thought the couple would also be the same like me so that all food in front of us are tasty.  Nothing to throw away.  The couple soon left and thereafter, came our beloved friends.  We practiced local dialects and thought about my options to satisfy our passions.  But we didn't make it that evening.

The next day, we went for shopping, mostly window-shopping but in the evening, I had very good ice-creams.  Three scoops.  They are not thick and heavy but tasty and refreshing.  I implemented my dream that night.  But, it turned into a nightmare.  Anyway, I deserved it.

We went home late, fell asleep early in the morning around 4 am and my friend was not sleeping but continuously working.  The next day, I woke up around 7 am and got dressed.  My friend also woke up a bit later and we headed to the airport at 10 am.

To cut the story short, I arrived back home safely after being stranded at the airport for the photo copy of my income tax receipt.  Everything went well.  My worries did not come up in realia.  By 3 pm on 2 May 2009, I am breathing without any disturbances, busy on the phone calling to meet friends in the evening.  

It is the start of my journey back home and I am so happy to be home after almost two years.